Targeted Individual?

I wish I could find others like me where I am. People who are awake. Who's seen what I've seen. I know I'm not the only one. I'm not special...maybe they can tell me why a random car pulled up to me in Baltimore City, told me they were watching me and drove off. Maybe they can tell me lots of things. Then again, maybe it's just best to ignore it. But it's so hard to do that when you need answers. But this isn't the movies. People like us never get answers. We see things in the skies, we get transferred to secret facilities on the moon and brought back and the only thing you can ever count on is never knowing why

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth” – Gautama Buddha

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